Dragoncrest Cliffs Zircon

slowly, her tail began to wag. dio's light quips were always her favorite-- portia always felt he had such a good sense of humor (though, maybe she was the only one who thought that). "i do," she replied softly, feeling a little guilty about it. but, in all fairness, this litter had been more clingy than any she'd ever seen in her life (a towering two years). they should be out on their own-- wandering free-- but portia was hardly sure she'd seen either of them leave hougeda.

she listened as dio went over the status-report, her ears cupped forward for any hot gossip-- though she came out empty-handed and her ears flicked back to a more casual position. she nodded, not finding anything to respond to right away (for once in her life), but her ears suddenly drooped at his next comment, and she frowned. portia found herself mustering up the courage to say something, especially to her golden husband who did nothing but work hard all day every day. gaze averted until the last possible second, flitting away occasionally even as she spoke, portia said softly, "i'm not sure that they're ready for any training..."